Alba s touto skladbou:
Punk Goes Pop vol. 5,
I don't know o-oh where you're going
Or when you're coming home o-oh
I left the keys under the mat to our front door o-oh o-oh
For one more chance to hold you close
I don't know o-oh where you're going
Just get your ass back home
We both knew this type of life
Didn't come with instructions
So I'm trying to do my best
To make something outta nothing
And sometimes it gets downright shitty in fact
When you call and I don't even know what city I'm at
Or what day of the week in the middle of the month
In a year I don't recall
It's like my life's on repeat and the last time we spoke
I told you I wouldn't be long
That was last November now December's almost gone
I'd apologize but I don't realize what I'm doing wrong
I don't know o-oh where you're going
Or when you're coming home o-oh
I left the keys under the mat to our front door o-oh o-oh
For one more chance to hold you close
I don't know o-oh where you're going
Just get your ass back home
And you been nothing but amazing
And I never take that for granted
Half of these birds would have flew to coop but you truly understand it
And the fact you stood beside me
Every time you heard some bogusness
You deserve a standing you
'Cause they'd a just been over it
Let'em talk, let' em talk, let' em talk, let' em talk
Like we don't hear what they saying
Let' em walk, let' em walk, let' em walk, let' em walk
We'll just drive by and keep waving
'Cause you and I above all that
Just let em wallow in it
Now they all choked up, yuck
'Cause they be swallowing it
I don't know o-oh where you're going
Or when you're coming home o-oh
I left the keys under the mat to our front door o-oh o-oh
For one more chance to hold you close
I don't know o-oh where you're going
Just get your ass back home
I don't care what you're after
As long as I'm the one, no
I don't care why you're leaving
You'll miss me when you're gone
I'm coming home!
Don't forget me
When I come back
I'm coming home!
Don't forget me
When I come back home
I don't know o-oh where you're going
Or when you're coming home o-oh
I left the keys under the mat to our front door o-oh o-oh
For one more chance to hold you close
I don't know o-oh where you're going
Just get your ass back home
